Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 104
Fang Yiai, the Wenchao Gong, recited "Xia Ke Xing" with righteous thoughts, and when Fang Xuanling sprayed hot tea on his face, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Looking at Fang Xuanling who was stunned in front of the desk, Fang Yiai gasped, and couldn't help cursing herself for being stupid and demented, how could she recite the last few words of the knight!

"Oops, I'm talking bald!" Frightened, Fang Yiai hurriedly lowered her head, and immediately thought of a countermeasure on how to deceive Fang Xuanling.

"Ai'er. Being a father just got a little lost in thought." As he spoke, Fang Xuanling wiped off the tea stains from the corner of his mouth, and stammered, "Read the last two sentences again!"

Seeing that Fang Xuanling heard it clearly, Fang Yiai couldn't deal with it casually, and didn't know how to answer for a while, "This."

"Let's drink in Xinling, take off the sword and cross your knees."

After reading the last two sentences from memory, Fang Xuanling got up abruptly, walked quickly to Fang Yiai, and said, "Ai'er, who did you hear these two sentences from?!"

Fang Yiai was thinking hard about how to deal with it, and when she heard Fang Xuanling's question, she simply stepped down and said, "Daddy, my son had the honor to drink with He Bangshou at the Chang'an Winery a few days ago. These two sentences are the result of hearing him mentioned."

"You and He Zudao are drinking at the same table?!" After finishing speaking, Fang Xuanling looked at Fang Yiai suspiciously, his eyes full of puzzlement.

Rao Fang Yiai's words were not corroborated, but Fang Xuanling, who was rigorous by nature, still found doubts, "You didn't like poetry and books since you were young, how could you collide with He Zudao?"

Seeing her father's thoughtfulness and Fang Yiai's cold sweat, she casually said from another point of view: "Daddy, although my son doesn't like poetry and books, but the top one on the list is martial arts. Have you forgotten that he attacked and killed Turkic warriors in the snow mountain the day before yesterday?" Is it rumored?"

As soon as this remark was made, Fang Xuanling's doubts were dispelled when he thought of He Zudao's identity as Qin Qiong's concubine, "That's right! He Zudao is the nephew of Marshal Qin. Hit him."

Sensing the change in Fang Xuanling's face, Fang Yiai's heart fell to the ground, and the topic changed from literature to martial arts skillfully, "Yeah, the boy has also learned martial arts with He Bangshou .”

Fang Xuanling, who is well aware of the principle of "the one who is close to the vermilion, the red is the one who is close to the black", heard that Fang Yi'ai and He Zudao had a good relationship, and couldn't help showing a gratified smile on his face, "My dear, you really haven't made progress these few days. few."

As he spoke, Fang Xuanling stretched out his hand to gently wipe the tea off Fang Yiai's face, and said, "I don't ask for anything in vain as a father, as long as you can learn half of He Zudao's Wenzhi and martial arts, I will die and rest in peace!"

Looking at the benevolent Fang Xuanling, Fang Yi's heart warmed up, and he almost couldn't help revealing his alias and father.

But at the moment when he was about to speak, what Fang Xuanling said made him shudder from head to toe.

"He Zudao, although this man is a genius in civil and military affairs, he doesn't know the way of the mean in his actions. At present, Changsun Wuji seems to be quite critical of him saving the two princesses of Changle and staying in the mountain village overnight. How can Yin Sheng be the opponent of Uncle Guo!"

Listening to Qin Qiong's reasoning about the pros and cons before, Fang Yiai still had a little bit of luck. It can be seen that his father said so, and the only luck left in his heart was shattered!
After the words fell, Fang Xuanling realized that she had slipped her words, and couldn't help but shook her head. Looking at Fang Yiai, she saw that it looked like a plastic wooden statue, and she was still a little bit angry standing there.

"Ai'er, Ai'er?!" Stretching out his hand to gently shake Fang Yi'ai, Fang Xuanling gave a dry cough and said, "I just said something wrong because of my father's slip of the tongue, you just pretend you didn't hear those words. What kind of people are you? It's Li Su, the son of Prince Hejian, do you hear me clearly!"

Seeing that Fang Xuanling deliberately concealed the identity of Princess Changle, Fang Yi's heart trembled, and he thought to himself, "To conceal Lizhi's true identity, this is definitely Tang Taizong Li Shimin's idea! It seems that the Holy Majesty does not want to hurt the face of the eldest grandson's family! "

Thinking of this, Fang Yiai quickly nodded, cupped his hands and said, "I heard clearly."

"Hey, I thought about asking He Zudao for a piece of thin gold calligraphy in the future. But I didn't expect him to provoke the eldest grandson."

In the middle of speaking, Fang Xuanling quickly shut up, turned around and sat in front of the desk, and muttered, "What should I do? Is it possible to let Hou Junji show off in front of me like this? He really ruined the authentic work of the knight-errant!"

Seeing that Fang Xuanling's words meant asking for a thin golden body, Fang Yiai put away her horror, looked at her cheap father, and couldn't help but a flash of tenderness in her heart.

"In the days since I came to Zhenguan, I haven't done my best to my parents. Hey, I guess I was negligent!"

After blaming herself, Fang Yiai walked up to Fang Xuanling slowly with a feeling of guilt, and said, "Daddy, the words that Hai'er and He Bangqiu said were very speculative, why don't Hai'er ask him to write a handwriting for Daddy some other day? "

Fang Xuanling was sighing, when he heard Fang Yiai's words, a gleam flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to grab his son's wrist, and said, "Really!"

"Really, tomorrow I'll go ask for it from the top of the list." After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai smiled slightly, looking at the child-like father in front of him, how could he have the heart to let Fang Xuanling be in fear with him!
"Okay, okay. Good son!" After pulling Fang Yiai and saying hello three times, Fang Xuanling found a few books of the Four Books and Five Classics from the bookshelf, and then said: "Go to the bedroom to study books, so Princess Gaoyang It will be more fun to see."

"The child said goodbye."

After receiving the books, Fang Yiai bid farewell to Fang Xuanling, then quickly walked out of the study room, closing the door behind her father.

After Fang Yiai left, Fang Xuanling sighed softly, and said, "Changsun Wuji is too domineering! Didn't he just stay in the mountain village for the whole night? Last night, Imperial Physician Chen confirmed his integrity, and Princess Changle's palace guard The sand is intact, how sulky are you? It’s really unreasonable for you to vent your anger on the top of the civilian list!”

Reminiscent of He Zudao's wonderful thin golden body, Fang Xuanling couldn't help but love talents, and muttered: "If Changsun Wuji wholeheartedly interferes with He Zudao, I will definitely keep the first copy of the commoner list in front of the Holy One, and I will also give it to you." To repay Marshal Qin’s kindness in teaching Ai’er martial arts.”

Talking about Fang Yiai, Fang Xuanling couldn't help recalling Fang Yiai's high-spirited and silent recitation of "Xia Ke Xing".

"Just now, Ai'er recited the words of a chivalrous man silently, and the words flowed smoothly, as if he knew it by heart. But I remember that he only learned a little bit of writing when he was a child, why did he suddenly become enlightened today?"

As he said that, Fang Xuanling secretly wrote down the ninth and tenth sentences of the knight line on the paper, then bowed his head and meditated.

Returning to the bedroom with a book in hand, Gao Yang was sitting on the couch practicing embroidery. Seeing Fang Yiai came back, he couldn't help chuckling and said, "Brother Jun'er, why are you back? Could it be that the study room is stuffy?"

"Daddy has to deal with official business in the study, and my stay there will only add to the chaos. I just came back." As she spoke, Fang Yiai sat at the desk, pretending to read books, but in fact, she was preoccupied with how to deal with her eldest grandson Wuji in the future.

Seeing Fang Yiai flipping through the books, Gao Yang sat beside her holding the embroidery, and said with a smile: "Brother Jun'er, you can study the book at ease, Shu'er is here with you."

"How can such a good girl be humiliated by a bald donkey? Hmph! I will go to Huichang Temple some other day to find the Bianji. At worst, I will use monkeys to steal peaches. That's right! Monkeys steal peaches!"

Having made up her mind, Fang Yiai temporarily suppressed the melancholy in her heart, and carefully warmed up the scriptures and books.

When the sun was high, Gao Yang recalled the invitation from Xiangcheng in the morning, and said softly to Fang Yiai: "Brother Jun'er, sister wants us to have a banquet at her house at noon. Are you going? If Brother Jun'er doesn't go, then Shu'er won't go either!"

Reminiscent of Xiangcheng still holding her own handle, Fang Yiai dared to provoke him, closed the book instead, and said: "Go, big sister is kind. Let's just go to her house to relax."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai and Gao Yang walked out of the house side by side, and walked slowly towards the Xiangcheng Princess Mansion.

When I came to Xiangcheng Princess Mansion, there were already two tables of guests sitting in the main hall, most of them were some suave scholars and literati.

Although Xiangcheng has the handle of Fang Yiai, she knows that this trick can only be used once, so when inviting guests, she deliberately avoids some students who have seen "the top of the civilian list" in the Imperial College, and instead Some officials' children who were not very familiar with Fang Yiai were invited.

Stepping into the main hall, before Fang Yiai and Gao Yang had time to sit down, a familiar face came into Fang Yiai's sight.

Looking at the guest who was sitting next to Xiangcheng in a monk's robe and hat, Fang Yi'ai instantly recognized that this person was not the monk Bianji who was beaten by him at the gate of Fangfu before, who would it be!
(End of this chapter)